If you spoil someone, you'll spoil them even if you have to kneel down to do it.
He wiped his face hard and exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Fine, this won't happen again."
All right.
He seems to have said "that's fine" many times already.
I've said many times that I need to educate him.
But it was all for naught.
They broke their promise.
Luo Miao smiled innocently and walked downstairs.
As he passed by Wen Qi, he made a funny face in a good mood.
"Hehehe~~"
Wen Qi: "..."
As expected, it's because I spoiled it.
They've all climbed over his head, swaggering and acting like tyrants.
Why.
Luo Miao's lips curled into a smug smile.
They managed to turn things around.
He felt a pang of nostalgia whenever he thought about yesterday.
His back is so bad.
It's still sore and achy.
I feel heartbroken.
"Luo Xiaoling, I'm going to the company. If you're bored at home, you can come find me."
Wen Qi put down her napkin and picked up the coat that Uncle Fu handed her.
He stood up and spoke to Luo Ling, who was still eating.
His tone carried a hint of expectation.
Luo Miao moved the spoon in his hand and replied meaningfully, "I will go."
There's another dramatic twist waiting for him at the company.
How could I not go?
that is...
If he actually goes there, he probably won't be welcome.
Wen Qi frowned slightly.
Why do I have this bad feeling?
Just like when Uncle Fu told him that Dong Nan had left behind some good things.
Could it be?
No.
He's definitely overthinking it.
Although his daughter Luo Xiaoling is a little rascal and very naughty, she is actually very well-behaved.
They won't cause any trouble.
Selective forgetting of what happened.
"Honey, take care, see you later."
The last three words were spoken very softly.
Wen Qi, who had reached the door, did not hear it.
He calmly nodded to the person waving their claws and disappeared through the doorway.
Wen Qi couldn't calm down all morning.
However, he didn't take it too seriously.
"Master Qi, this is the contract that you requested. Please take a look."
In the conference room, a middle-aged man with a large belly and a receding hairline.
I respectfully handed over a document and waited anxiously for the result.
The young woman sitting next to him would steal glances at Wen Qi from time to time.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed hesitant to speak.
It was all shown to the blind.
After Wen Qi finished reading, he picked up the pen next to him and signed his name on it.
"I'll give you 200 million upfront. If that meets my requirements, the rest of the money will be allocated to you."
As he spoke, he reached into his bag.
He prepared to reach for his checkbook.
However...
The bag was empty.
A certain image flashed through my mind.
Wen Qi wanted to rub his forehead.
It turns out that the little bastard not only stole his checks, but also his checkbook.
Really...
Come to think of it, the reason he called that little rascal to the lounge yesterday was to talk about the checks.
But then that 'accident' happened, and I forgot about it.
He casually withdrew his hand and said calmly.
"I'll have someone transfer the funds later."
The middle-aged man, unsuspecting, nodded excitedly.
Seeing that Wenqi didn't intend to talk much, and fearing that staying any longer would backfire.
He took his leave with those around him.
Su Yao was somewhat unwilling.
I finally got to see this person, and now I have to leave.
She was unwilling to accept it.
It was a real shame to miss it yesterday.
Are we just going to watch this opportunity slip away?
The moment I stepped out the door, I turned in a different direction.
He reached out and pulled the door open with lightning speed.
The door slammed shut.
Click, lock reversed.
Leaning against the door, she gazed intently at the handsome yet aloof man sitting in the chair.
She unbuttoned her shirt and walked excitedly toward him.
Ah~
Just as Luo Miao reached the door, a captivating female voice came from inside.
Squinting.